“What curious questions. You really want that brooch, it seems.” Annie peered at Nikaia. “Not right to ask an old woman to recall who bought a brooch two months ago.”
Nikaia held her hopes in check as Annie sat and rocked.
“But that one… yes, that one I do remember. It was not one of my usual customers. How could I forget? I sold it to a lady of the night.”
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